4. Beside Still Waters
Beside Still Waters ("...he leads me beside still waters...")
Eowyn's stride as she walked at Faramir's side was slower than his, as her toes curled to cling to the strange moist substance that was called sand. She had at first wrinkled her eyes in disgust at the foreign qualities of it, but Faramir had suggested that she walk barefoot in it before making a decision, in that tone that she always took to be a dare, though whether it was or not was unclear.
It was not unpleasant, she finally decided, but growing up among the tall grass of Rohan, she could not understand Faramir's delight in sand—how could one like something that scratched and hid in every crook and cranny of one? Having decided, though, she walked more swiftly along the beach. Faramir was not far ahead, standing with back straight and face set, the dipping sun making his hair glint like deep maroon. He said nothing as she drew near.
Knowing of his past dreams, she put a hand on his shoulder. "Faramir? Are you troubled by the wave?"
He breathed out suddenly, turning to face her. His face lost its neutrality, and she saw peace shining from it, so that his answer became moot. "Oh no, the sea does not trouble me now."
He put an arm around her shoulders, and with the other, gestured over the crimson-stained sea. "Look," he whispered. "The sea is calm and still, as all children of Numenor wish it. It is only when it storms that the terror of past folly and punishment comes upon us. No, Eowyn, this sea is the sea that can capture the hearts of Men and Elves."
Eowyn settled softly into his embrace, and while he gazed on the sea, she looked up quietly into his face. For a moment she wished to understand what moved him, to have the blood of Numenor run in her veins. And then she looked back over the sea, and sighed in contentment. There was nothing strange here. Even she could feel the soothing effect of the still waters.
Author's Notes: This is meant to show Eowyn's trip to Dol Amroth to meet Faramir's remaining family; and also her first exposure to the Sea. According to Tolkien, Faramir was often troubled by dreams of the Drowning of Numenor
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